A long, long time ago: the ancient slumber,

from a forest unknown

bestowed unto me my final rest.

I was dying I was all alone.

A long, long time ago: the ancient slumber.

My time was come to die

I was the chosen one so it unified me with my destiny

when the dawn was near, in the sombre wilderness,

this strange voice called for me to the ungodly tower

there stood a man in a black gown, he started realing

to me

the Satanic poetry of the unholy

Winds of fire, began to storm, through the crimson

landscape,

now I know what's in the depths below

A mystic bizarre voice, it calls for you now

to descend into the amorphous land.

The ancient slumber It calls for you know

The ancient slumber It calls for you know

The ancient slumber my time was come to die

I was the chosen one so it unified me with my

destiny.